Chapter 1053 A Priceless Gift

Mayo's procedure for accepting patients is more complicated than 912, with a lot of procedural stuff.

The gastrointestinal surgery doctor had to wait for the admission status of the community hospital to be handed over. According to Zheng Ren's understanding, he still didn't want to take over such a patient whose appendix was not removed.

If it was on 912, no one would want to pick up such a patient. When doctors all over the world simply face the disease, the treatment methods are relatively similar.

God knows what the guy up front will do in the patient's stomach.

And even the appendix has not been cut out, indicating that the patient's condition is extremely serious. What if he can't solve it himself after opening it?

Whoever wants to do the things that take the blame, I don't do it anyway.

This kind of thinking is too common, Zheng Ren understands it very well, and there is no way to force it. Here, I have already brushed my face if I can arrange for Wu Hui to be hospitalized. For the rest, sorry, there is nothing I can do.

There is no problem with Wu Hui's state, and there will be no complications such as shock for at least a few days.

So, it's better to wait.

Anyway, it was sent to Mayo. This is the best hospital in the world. Even if Wu Hui was misdiagnosed before, he would still receive good treatment. Zheng Ren was more satisfied.

Then get ready to go, Zheng Ren thought.

Just as he was about to tell Su Yun about his departure, Dr. Jack spoke to Dr. Smith with a strange expression.

Smith was stunned, then came to Zheng Ren, and said very seriously: "Dr. Zheng, Dr. Charles asked me for your address, he thought you were gone."

"Address?" Zheng Ren wondered.

"Yeah." Dr. Smith nodded cautiously. The visiting professor was just casually talking about it, but now, he has settled down in an instant.

No matter what the address is to do, it proves that Dr. Charles' attitude towards Zheng Ren is different from that of others.

As for what Dr. Charles wanted to do, that didn't matter at all.

Zheng Ren also realized that it might be the old man who wanted to send him a gift or something. At this time, I haven't left yet, so it's better to visit the old man.

"Su Yun, wait a moment and contact Mr. Zou." Zheng Ren said.

"You said it's too late, I already informed Zou Zhi." Su Yun said.

"..." Zheng Ren was very helpless, doing things was too happy, and there were bad times. Then hurry up and visit the old man, and save yourself the trouble.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun briefly talked about the situation, then left and went straight to Dr. Charles' laboratory behind.

Dr. Smith hesitated for a while, and finally went with him. His intuition told him that it might be beneficial to accompany Dr. Zheng.

Dr. Charles is reviewing the materials. Although he is very old, he is still like a young man, working in the laboratory.

Although it is also a laminar flow laboratory, Zheng Ren always feels that the air here is not good. Perhaps, it has something to do with the substance used in the experiment.

When he wanted to engage in basic research back then, Zheng Ren knew that this was something he had to face when doing experiments.

"Young man, haven't you left yet?" Dr. Charles asked in surprise when he saw Zheng Ren.

"When a Chinese friend asked for help, it was delayed for a few hours." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"For help?" Dr. Charles noticed Zheng Ren's use of the word.

Zheng Ren told the matter again, and did not say what the problem was that he found, just an objective statement.

"Go and find out who is at the community hospital." Dr. Charles called his assistant and ordered.

Zheng Ren was a little numb.

He didn't want to touch this kind of thing.

Being able to help Wu Hui to be admitted to the Mayo Clinic is a great favor. It would be too much to interfere with normal diagnosis and treatment.

Seeing Zheng Ren's cramped look, how could Dr. Charles not know what he was thinking. He smiled slightly and said, "You know I want your address, why?"

"You want to give me a small gift at Christmas." Zheng Ren calmed down and said respectfully, "Actually..."

"No, you guessed wrong." Dr. Charles laughed and said, like a child, a little naughty.

"That……"

"It's not a small gift, it's a big gift! I've collected a set of surgical knives over the years and I'm going to give it to you." Dr. Charles was very proud, and he made no secret of his pride, gestured.

Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment, then ecstatic.

The surgical knives collected by Dr. Charles must be of the highest quality in the world, and they may also be custom-made ones.

Not to mention the price, the effort alone is worth a fortune. But is it really good to do so?

After the ecstasy, Zheng Ren immediately became confused.

Farewell, you can accept it calmly. But the surgeon, giving away the knives he has collected over the years, has a strong sense of inheritance and inheritance.

Although they had a very happy chat with Dr. Charles, the two of them could only barely say that they were friends at the end of the year, and they were still far from the word inheritance.

Smith's heart tightened when he heard what Dr. Charles said. Fortunately, I didn't directly reject the guest professor before, otherwise I would be in trouble at this time.

The young man that Dr. Charles was interested in, a visiting professor, was rejected. This is his own death.

This matter must be done as soon as possible, and strive to receive an invitation letter from a visiting professor when Dr. Zheng returns to China.

Do not! This must be done before he returns home.

"I'm too old to do surgery." Dr. Charles smiled slightly, "I saw something I liked over the years and thought of something useful, so I ordered one, and gradually accumulated some. Keep it. It's a pity, I'll give it to you and have a good operation."

Zheng Ren felt goosebumps all over his body.

It is so!

He stood blankly, not knowing what to say, at a loss.

Su Yun was also stunned, what's the situation?

"Haha." Seeing Zheng Ren's appearance, Dr. Charles smiled again and said, "How about it, are you interested in using my knife for an operation at Mayo?"

"Yes!" Zheng Ren blurted out.

"Well." Dr. Charles nodded, stood up, closed the document, and walked towards Zheng Ren with his hands behind his back: "Your Chinese friend, is the diagnosis clear?"

"Definitely." Zheng Ren has entered a state of stupidity, and he will answer whatever Dr. Charles asks.

"That's good, just this operation. When my assistant brings back the previous medical records, you can refer to it and show me a perfect appendix operation." Dr. Charles said lightly.

Then, he waved his hand, and someone brought over a shiny silver box, which was made of precious metal.

Zheng Ren took it. It was not as heavy as he imagined. The box itself was very hard, but it was very light. The material alone was estimated to be worth hundreds of thousands.

"Open it and see." Dr. Charles said.